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Chapter 11: Not My Dad

Chapter 11| Not My Dad

"I'm not out here to tell you how to live your life and to forgive Carl,Daryl, Merle and everyone else who pissed you off. But I'm here to comfort you and help you through this tough time, your like a sister to me." She said.

"Thanks." I said.

"So you want to tell me what's really bothering you?" She asked.

I sighed. Pressing my lips together. I need to tell someone.

"When I was little about 5 I was getting taken care off by my mom, cause Merle was off who the hell knows where. She was like 20 something when she had me." I started.

Maggie leaned on the fence as she listens.

"My mom died, got drunk and drove crazy." I said and stopped trying to prevent the tears.

"I was in that crash, survived although I wish I didn't." I said.

"Don't say that if you didn't live you wouldn't of been right here right now and made such a difference in my life." Maggie said.

I smiled and went on with my story.

"I was little and vaguely remember it. All the flashing lights, them loading me and my mom into a ambulance, I was in tears. But I had to go to court to see who would take care of me. My da-" I stopped "Merle, never showed up." I said swallowing tears.

Maggie looked like she was gonna cry too.

"Daryl did though. I really wanted to stay with him, but since he lived with his dad and wasn't really old enough he couldn't. I went from being adopted until My mom's sister eventually volunteered to take care of me. She had 5 other kids. Barley noticed me. We made a deal that I could go see Daryl on week ends. Although I got stuck home a lot. Natasha my aunt told me he was to hung over, she didn't want me over there." I said as I still held back tears.

"Well at least you had a family right?" Maggie asked.

"Her and Drew my uncle still cared for me but I was a problem child." I said.

"Oh, but you go through it you still are getting through it." She said with a smile. She was trying to end it happy, but it's not a happy ending it just doesn't work that way.

"Ya but Maggie you don't see the real big reason, no body wants me. Im nothing. I went through 6 other families and they all gave me back. It was 2 years after my mom died that Natasha said she would take care of me. 2 years! No body wanted me!" I shouted a little as tears rolled down my cheek.

She stood up and grabbed me. I dropped my gun and she hugged me. I cried into her shirt.

"It's ok, I want you here." She said.

I smiled up at here and she kissed my head.

"Come on. Let's go get something to eat." She said as she let go.

"You go get something to eat I don't want to go in there." I said.

She nodded and headed in. I looked back at the walkers and collapsed on the ground crying. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see.

My mom.

"Great I'm going crazy like Rick." I mumbled.

"Josie." Hear voice rang out.

I didn't respond, I'll just be talking to myself.

"Merle is an asshole, I realize that but Daryl? His aways been there for you no matter what."

"Where was he those 2 years." I mumbled.

"Getting his life in order."

"Just leave me the hell alone!" I practically shouted at her.

"You need to think things threw." She said and slowly faded.

I let the tears fall down faster and harder. I collapsed on the ground again crying. I felt a real hand on my shoulder and I turned and saw Merle.

"Hey kiddo." He said sitting down next to me.

"Don't hey kiddo me." I snapped.

"Listen I know I was a horrible father than and I still am, but I'm here now nothing can stop us from having the father and daughter time." He said.

"Uh I can, your not my dad!" I said.

"How come." He said.

"You hurt my family!" I yelled at him. He looked hurt and shocked.

"You almost killed Glenn and Michonne, and let the governor hurt Maggie, who knows what else ya gonna do!" I yelled at him and got up grabbing my gun.

"Wait Josie." He started.

"No your not my dad and you never will be! You got that!" I yelled and walked off to the prison. I knew he was probably hurt I don't care, he didn't care about me why should he now? I asked as I opened the door to the prison. It was getting dark. Carl never said anything to me after I yelled at him. Which I don't care. The only person I was really worried about was Daryl. He did try. The group was all in the cell block. I sat down by Beth and listen to her sing.